The night was dark, the Holy Academy was dead and silent, there were more and more patrol teams, and outside the Windward Pavilion, the Red Demon stood proudly in the wind, guarding with a sword.

Nanluo and Chu Moli took turns guarding the room, late at night, Nanluo rested, Chu Moli stood in front of the window, watching Feng Qingyu's vitality slowly collapse, and gradually had a death intent to disperse, and he was suddenly shocked.

A large amount of vitality dissipated, and the treasure medicine couldn't be suppressed, and Feng Qingyu, who had a pale face, didn't have the slightest sense.

The dead air covered the Headwind Pavilion, Nanluo woke up from his sleep, and the Red Demon also rushed to hear it, looking at the qiē in front of him, the murderous aura was sky-high, alarming several vice presidents and the headwind.

"It's too late, Feng Qingyu's vitality is already uncontrollable, unless Xuanzun comes in person, no one can save him. The vice president of the Danyao Branch said helplessly.

"Is there really no hope at all?" "Unwillingly, such a demon has fallen, it's a pity.

"Hey, there is no hope, I let him take the best pills of my Holy Academy, but it still doesn't get better, and even aggravates his ...... death. The vice president lamented helplessly.

Chu Moli was expressionless, Feng Qingyu had the grace of knowing him, although he had only met him a few times, he took great care of him and Nanluo, how could he let him die like this?

"Master, seniors, can you go out for a while and let me try?" Chu Moli said in a condensed voice.

"You try? Even Lao Zhou can't save the situation, how can you try?" asked with a frown.

"Now you have no choice, I can only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor. Chu Moli stretched out his hand to make a gesture of asking for words, signaling everyone to go out.

"Let's go out and let him try! "The headwind didn't hesitate, if Chu Moli really wanted to be bad for Feng Qingyu, he didn't need to do anything, just wait quietly for him to die.

The others also understood, so they didn't hesitate, and walked out with the headwind, leaving only Chu Moli and Nanluo.

"Luoluo, you help me guard the door, no one is allowed to come in. Chu Mo trembled from his fingertips, summoned the evil sword, and gently slid down his palm, blood flowing.

With a hard squeeze of his hand, a large amount of blood rushed into Feng Qingyu's mouth, and after the blood entered Feng Qingyu's body, it drove the blood vessels that had begun to coagulate, and swept Feng Qingyu's vitality with the momentum of destroying and decaying.

The blood began to converge on the large hole in his chest, and a pale golden light illuminated the room, and a wisp of tyrant blood divine energy swam, protecting Feng Qingyu's last life, and using this last chance to start fighting back.

Today's tyrant blood is no longer ordinary spiritual blood, the vitality it contains is enough to be described as vast, plus Chu Moli has the intention to force out the essence blood, which contains more life essence to hook the vitality in Feng Qingyu's body.

A wisp of vitality slowly rose, filling the Windwind Pavilion, and the strong men outside looked at each other, with incredible eyes in their eyes.

"How is it possible? Could it be that Chu Moli has the holy medicine in his hand?"

"Even if he has holy medicine, is he willing to give it to others? You and I both know the value of the holy medicine, and we don't have it! If there is a holy medicine, maybe the old dean can break through Xuanzun!"

The red demon's expression flashed, as if he had guessed something, the same ancient bloodline, he knew a lot about the power of the bloodline, some bloodlines could kill people with blood, and some blood could save people, but most of the primeval bloodlines only strengthened themselves, and they could kill people and save people, which was really rare.

Half an hour later, Feng Qingyu's face was slightly ruddy, his fingertips trembled, and black lines appeared on his forehead, constantly struggling, as if he was running away from something.

"Senior Brother Feng, it's up to you now, I've done my best!" Chu Moli said in a low voice.

Feng Qingyu seemed to hear Chu Moli's words, his hands struggled, and the corners of his mouth murmured, "Tomorrow...... Be careful...... Getaway......"

Be careful?

"Is this a person's name?" Chu Moli whispered in thought, but quickly stabilized his feelings and repaired the wound on his hand without even leaving a scar.

Nanluo let go of the door, and the people hurriedly walked in, put their hands on Feng Qingyu's vein, and were immediately happy.

"It's ....... His vitality instantly increased a lot, and even the wound was blocked by the blood, and it began to heal gradually, Chu Moli, what method did you use?" asked Old Man Zhou, the vice president of the Pill Branch, in shock.

"Don't ask, this method can only be used once, so next time even if someone is so badly injured, I can't do anything about it. Chu Moli shook his head, avoided the important and trivialized, and chose to change the topic, "Senior Brother Feng just said a word, be careful tomorrow, I want to know if your seniors know what Xiaoyao is?"

"Xiaoyao?" frowned against the wind, "Could it be that Feng Qingyu was injured by him? Impossible, Xiaoyaozi is a strong king, not a member of the three major academies at all, how can he conflict with Feng Qingyu?"

"Xiaoyao is a strong king, what is the way to come from?" Chu Moli asked in surprise.

"He was the strongest king last year, the strongest assassin in the Eastern Wilderness, the king of killers, he is the King of Freedom, it stands to reason that he can't take the initiative to provoke Feng Qingyu. Headwind frowned, wondering why Qingyu reminded this character.

"Yes, the other party is the sevenfold Xuanzong realm, and the announced realm is the sevenfold of Xuanzong, but he has killed the Xuansheng, otherwise it would be impossible to be the king and get away. Old man Zhou added in a deep voice.

"Since Senior Brother Feng said to let you be careful tomorrow, it seems that King Xiaoyao will come to the Holy Academy tomorrow, so you should prepare early. Chu Moli knew that tomorrow's Holy Academy would definitely go through a bloody storm, and he couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

Several old deans dispersed one after another, Chu Moli and Nanluo glanced at each other, nodded, and began to sit on the bed and devour a large amount of Xuanli Pill, repair their combat power, and improve their cultivation to one or two small realms to cope with tomorrow's big war.

The realm of the two of them has already been controlled at the peak realm of the Xuanshi realm, but the real combat power is still stuck in the triple to quadruple realm, because the spiritual power and soul have skyrocketed, but the Xuan power is still so much.

The only advantage of this situation is that the two of them want to break through again, as long as the Xuan Power is enough, there will not be any bottlenecks.

Sleepless all night, the two of them frantically devoured Xuanli Dan, laying a solid foundation at every step, striving to be invincible within the same level, truly invincible.

Nanluo is more about refining the flesh, the red dragon spear needs a strong body to support, she is as weak as water on the outside, after one night, no one can imagine what terrifying power her weak body can burst out.

In the early morning of the second day, Headwind and the others had already appeared at the gate of the Holy Academy, waiting for Xiaoyaozi's arrival, but they were ushered in by the powerhouses of the three major academies, and Xiaoyaozi was actually in the ranks!

"Xiaoyaozi has joined the Military Academy?" As soon as everyone looked at the scale of the three major academies, they knew that this year's regular competition was no longer a competition, but a kicking field, or even forcing the palace, completely breaking the foundation of the Holy Academy!